After The Club That Night

   Putsy was a no-nonscence kind of stuffed animal.  And he liked to prove it by sticking knives in his cuddly chest.  tonight, he meant business.

   "Alright, cunts.  I'm not here for fun-n-games..."

   Putsy stayed silent for a moment.

   "Okay, Some games.  Preston.  Dont for get to snatch the pinball machine."

   "Which one dad?"

   "The playboy one.  The one where the cunts boobs light up when you tilt."

   "Gotcha Dad."

    Aaron, still occupied with the mysterious female hiding her good behind only a guitar found himself looking at her.  She sat still.  Not stiff, like Aaron, but calm.  Only Aaron could think of women when someone had a shotgun firingin the air.

   "Hey!"  Shouted a voice.  "What aaarre----yoouuu..."

   Speeder, sluring her words after attempting bon Jovi.  it really tired her out. 

   "Shut up.  I told you to keep singin til everyone was distracted!" shouted Putsy.  She had a very insulted look about her.  She felt a loss of dignity.  The kind of dignity one loses when they lose an argument in an internet chat room.

   "So where's my vegimite, bitch," Putsy continued as he pointed the .12 guage at Gonzo.

   "We.. we're all, out...  We don't get a new shipment until firday."

   "Are you serious?  WTF?"

   "Dad, why did you talk in single-caped letters?"

   "Shut up and point your rocket at some one."  Putsy glanced over the crowd.  Scanning the room, he spotted him...

   "Aaron..." he smirked

   Suddenly aaron put his hand behind his back.

    "Aaron.  Don't pretend i didn't see you hide that vegimite behind his back."

   Putsy lunged at him and Putsy were wrestling over the tube of vegimite, crashing through table chairs tables and pinball machines.

   From the entrance came Melly.  She pulled out a revolver and pointed it at Thugnasty.  he quivered up and shrunk into a fetal position in the corner.

   Peterserpent came outta the bathroom.

   "hey, everyone I found a camera in the bathroom! 13.1 megapixels!  Watch this"

   Pointing the camera down the front of his pants, light flashed.

   "Ha.  I know this website called testriffic.  Check it out as i continually post pics of my cock in the thread rooms."

   finally the room went silent as Putsy and Aaron finally recovered from their rolling all over the ground.

   Cloths torn in shreds, the two squared off, face-to-face.

   The tension was high in the room.  One could stab the air with a knife it was so thick.  finally putsy said, "DRAW MUTHA FUKA"

   With little hesitation they both pulled out boomerangs.  Putsy and Aaron started to clash boomerangs together.  No one as ever seen a boomerang fight quite like this before. 

   Just as people started cheering for one side or the other, that's when the beeping started...

   "Oh, that's, right," said Preston, holding the bottle rocket steady at Gonzo.  "I think we forgot about the bomb."

   TO BE CONTINUED